Song | Cold Days from the Birdhouse |
Artist | The Twilight Sad |
Album | Here, It Never Snowed, Afterwards It Did. |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Graham, MacFarlane | |
Another hotel | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can't go | |
You make it your own | |
Another phone call | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can't go | |
You make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can't go | |
And your red sky at night won't follow me | |
It won't follow me now | |
I'm going where you should | |
I'll unplug your mind | |
I see it when you lie | |
We all look so surprised | |
And, well, you come back | |
You come back | |
And breath and then spoke sighs | |
Like a puppet told to drive | |
Well, you come back | |
And your red sky at night won't follow me | |
It won't follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won't follow me | |
It won't follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won't follow me | |
It won't follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won't follow me | |
You won't follow me now | |
Where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? |
zuo qu : Graham, MacFarlane | |
Another hotel | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
You make it your own | |
Another phone call | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
You make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
I' m going where you should | |
I' ll unplug your mind | |
I see it when you lie | |
We all look so surprised | |
And, well, you come back | |
You come back | |
And breath and then spoke sighs | |
Like a puppet told to drive | |
Well, you come back | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
You won' t follow me now | |
Where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? |
zuò qǔ : Graham, MacFarlane | |
Another hotel | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
You make it your own | |
Another phone call | |
With ruined plans | |
Romantic gesture | |
With ruined plans | |
And so you make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
You make it your own | |
But this is where your arm can' t go | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
I' m going where you should | |
I' ll unplug your mind | |
I see it when you lie | |
We all look so surprised | |
And, well, you come back | |
You come back | |
And breath and then spoke sighs | |
Like a puppet told to drive | |
Well, you come back | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
It won' t follow me now | |
And your red sky at night won' t follow me | |
You won' t follow me now | |
Where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
And where are your manners? | |
So, where are your manners? |